my cup tastes like the fair
we didn't take the stairs
hit so many donuts on them backstreets
sit so high in the nosebleeds
take the air out the ball
take the air out the mall
take the air out your broad
take the air out the ball
take the air out the mall
take the air out your broad
this season's off-white come in snorted
green lamborghini a tortoise
patek and a.p. full of water
and my ears got mcdonald's nuggets
it got flames out the rears
i love when he go on tour
i don't wanna hear i'm actin' different
same lips that be talkin' 'bout me
is the same lips that be ass kissin'
these hoes ain't what they say they are
same hoes that was sendin' shots
they reachin' out like they back itchin'
why would i hop in some beef
when i could just hop in a porsche?
you heard she gon' do what from who?
that's not a reliable source
!dame mas gasolina! skrrt!
then you should watch your mouth
administer mouth to mouth
i'ma need you to face front
you don't want smoke with me
we ain't pullin' them fake stunts
my crown won't fit on your bum-ass lace fronts
you bitches catchin' a fade
shout out my nigga lil boosie
all of your friends'll be dead
you can get hit with that uzi
he say he love me like lucy
you know this pussy is juicy
this givenchy is custom made
now you can't get it at saks though
i don't work in no office
but they copyin' and that's facts though
get you lined for that paper like a loose leaf when that strap blow
i'm with a couple bad bitches that'll rip the party
pull up in the space coupe
i can actually afford to get a pink bugatti